Lima...Lima...Limone...
I arrived in Lima early, having enjoyed a full night sleep on the CAMA bus (my new favourite bus!). It felt odd to arrive in such a big city, and as it felt a tad bit dodgy I overpaid my cab ride to the hostel by 100% just so that my cab driver could show me his official TaxiDriver badge (no photo though!).
I met up with friends I have made in Central America (the Danes and the Irish!) and we proceeded to explore the sites Lima had to offer. On the first day we stayed in Miraflores (the posh part) and really didn´t get very far. We ventured into the many "artisanal" markets honing our negotiation skills. I have been slightly disappointed with the products that are on offer, they lack the colours and TchaTching of the products produced in Central America. Having said that I couldn´t resist buying a peruvian hat.
It was extremely fun to be with the Danes and the Irish again. No more "where are you from?", "where are you travelling and for how long?"...although I understand that these are the easiest ways to meet fellow travellers, sometimes it´s just nice to go straight to the point. We visited the Catacombes, a number of churches, saw the change of the guards and most importantly went to the local Hooters!
I did enjoy one night out in the town. A friend of a friend had invited me for diner and knowing my friend I knew this would be similar (in standing) to a corporate diner. Although the thought of enjoying a glass of wine and good food (ie. that costs more than 2 usd) was extremely appealing, this opportunity also created a problem, CLOTHING. As anyone who has travelled with a backpack knows, clothes are practical and not necessarily pretty. I endured a 30 second panic thinking about what I was going to wear. But in the end I realised that my choice was limited so I had to go with my best clothes (black skirt, nice top and low and behold...black flipflops!!!) I know....I know....but what could i do? I don´t think hiking boots would have been appropriate either! But I pulled it off...with a big smile.
Next stop; Cuzco
I met up with friends I have made in Central America (the Danes and the Irish!) and we proceeded to explore the sites Lima had to offer. On the first day we stayed in Miraflores (the posh part) and really didn´t get very far. We ventured into the many "artisanal" markets honing our negotiation skills. I have been slightly disappointed with the products that are on offer, they lack the colours and TchaTching of the products produced in Central America. Having said that I couldn´t resist buying a peruvian hat.
It was extremely fun to be with the Danes and the Irish again. No more "where are you from?", "where are you travelling and for how long?"...although I understand that these are the easiest ways to meet fellow travellers, sometimes it´s just nice to go straight to the point. We visited the Catacombes, a number of churches, saw the change of the guards and most importantly went to the local Hooters!
I did enjoy one night out in the town. A friend of a friend had invited me for diner and knowing my friend I knew this would be similar (in standing) to a corporate diner. Although the thought of enjoying a glass of wine and good food (ie. that costs more than 2 usd) was extremely appealing, this opportunity also created a problem, CLOTHING. As anyone who has travelled with a backpack knows, clothes are practical and not necessarily pretty. I endured a 30 second panic thinking about what I was going to wear. But in the end I realised that my choice was limited so I had to go with my best clothes (black skirt, nice top and low and behold...black flipflops!!!) I know....I know....but what could i do? I don´t think hiking boots would have been appropriate either! But I pulled it off...with a big smile.
Next stop; Cuzco
Labels: Lima, Peru November 2007
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Yeahh you sound so chilled. It's happening, baby!
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